Dirty Talks

Truth or dare was so much more fun when there was the adrenaline rush of telling your crushes or having your first kiss in a closet. But when everyone has done everything and have no shame so that they’ll say absolutely anything, it wasn’t much fun.
"This is boring," Calum groaned.
"Shut up," Michael said, throwing a potato chip at him. "Alright, y/n, your turn."
"Dare," I said dramatically, so Ashton did a drum roll like he always did when someone chose dare.
"Okay, well.. since Calum's not having any fun..” Michael laughed. “Give him a lap dance.”
"What?" Ashton and I both gasped. I shrugged, getting up, but Ash protesting. “I’m not gonna watch my girlfriend give another guy a lap dance.”
"Oh, please," Michael rolled his eyes. "It’s a meaningless dare."
"Babe, don’t worry about it." I shrugged. "I won’t if you don’t want me to."
Well, I was, because I don’t back down from dares. But I didn’t want him to be mad.
"No, you know what, it’s no big deal," He said, obviously annoyed. Leaning back and smirked in irritation, "Do it."
"Fine," I sighed, hating when he got like this. I walked over to Calum, watching him try not to blush and squirm in his seat on the couch. I suddenly wished I was wearing a longer, less tight-fitting dress. I took a deep breath and bent over in front of him, rhythmically shaking my ass to Gasolina by Daddy Yankee. I thought it was convenient that one of Calum's favorite songs had come on as soon as I had to do this.
I sat on his lap, moving slowly and leaning back against him, running my hands through his hair. Next, I stood up and turned around, grabbing hold over his shoulders and moving seductively, giggly silently as his face turned red, unable to keep his eyes off my chest.
I blew him a kiss, then went back to sitting beside Ashton, who was practically steaming. I could feel the heat radiating off his skin, but he had a blank expression plastered on his face. I decided to just let him simmer, because he should have known that truth or dare causes this stuff. It meant nothing.
As we went around again, Luke had to let Michael get as close to his face as he wanted. He bitched out and pushed him away as soon as, I swear on my life, Michael was gonna kiss him. Calum had to text his mom that he knocked a girl up, which caused a very unhappy phone call, and Ashton admitted that if he had to fuck a guy it would be Johnny Depp.
Then it was my turn. “You choose dare,” Ashton decided for me. “And I dare you to ride me, right in front of the boys.”
"What?" All four of us gasped, each equally shocked at the request.
"You heard me," He said, holding a straight face and serious voice. "Come on, babe. Or do you want to back out?"
"I never back out of a dare," I gritted my teeth. Even as kids, I was the one that would do something I knew was stupid during this dangerous game and get us all in trouble.
"Well, that’s your dare."
"If you can get it up," I growled.
"I watched you give a lap dance," He said, "Believe me, babe, it’s already up."
"This is not happening," Calum chuckled, covering his face with his hands. Luke muttered, “She wouldn’t.” Michael just shrugged, unsure.
I stood up, unable to swallow my pride and back down. I unbuckled his pants, finding that he wasn’t lying— I didn’t have to do much else. I took a deep breath and reached under my dressed, dropping my panties to the floor and stepping out of them.
"Nope," Calum said, standing up and walking out. “Nope, this isn’t happening.”
"She’s not gonna.." Luke’s voiced trailed off as I climbed onto Ashton's lap. He ran out just as I positioned myself over him.
"Ready, baby?" I asked, my voice full of anger that he’d even want me to do this.
"Are you?"
I dropped myself down on him and heard Michael shriek a little before running out of the room and slamming the door. They were all shouting things at each other, obviously unsure how to deal with what was happening. Me? I was too busy looking straight into Ashton's eyes, trying my best to hold my bitchface.
I bounced up and down, fast, just the way he’d always liked it. “Feel good, baby?” I cooed, leaning forward and planting soft kisses on his cheek and neck as I saw the anger melt from his face. He began letting out slow groans of pleasure, feeling his hips start to swivel underneath me.
He took hold of my hips, guiding me to go slower and harder. I could feel him deeper inside of me. I let out a low moan as he licked his fingers and reached under my dress. “You know you’re mine, right?” He managed out.
I smiled slightly, leaning forward as he pulled me down harder on him. Wrapping my arms around his neck and biting gently at his earlobe, I silently answered his question. As he let out a long groan, leading me to go faster no, I could tell he was close.
He started bucking his hips a bit, hitting my g-spot with each thrust. I buried my face in his neck, letting out loud moans as he kept his pace. “Ashton, baby, keep doing that,” I begged.
He moved one hand back under me, using his thumb to rub quick circles on me. “This?” He asked, “Or this?” He used his index and middle finger to rub the tender area between my clit and my entrance as I continued to bounce on him. I arched my back, crying out his name and pressing his face into my chest as he came inside of me. Only seconds later, my walls closed around him and I he thrust into me hard, one last time during my orgasm and made me see stars.
I stood up and pulled off of him, leaning back down and catching him in a sloppy kiss. “It’s just a game, Ash, I’m all yours.”
"We’re still here!" I heard Luke shout. "Except Michael, he’s scarred for life and went to Panda Express to cry over some orange chicken!"
"Yeah," Calum added. “And we’re never, ever playing truth or dare with you again! You sick fucks!”

"That was a pretty sick fuck," Ashton winked.

Notes

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